Chapter 1223 Annoying

"Have you ever visited here? Yes, Deep Sea is one of the top pop music recording studios in the world, much better than Metropolitan Records in New York...I'll take you there!"

Song Ya cordially wins over another "Apocalyptic Money Printing Machine" Mike Xintian, and takes the initiative to lead the way.

He and the President of Linkin Park and Metropolitan Records entered the elevator and arrived at the floor of the deep sea recording studio. The shotgun has been changed here. The beautiful and well-designed waiting area outside is scattered with sofas, small tables, wine cabinets, and independent constant temperature and humidity instruments. , disc storage, blah blah blah...

"Who's there? Al and Big A?"

The "recording" light was on in front of the entrance of the corridor, and there were many lazy black attendants scattered on the sofa in the waiting area. Song Ya only recognized the people around Al and Big A inside.

"Yes, and Dion and On," replied the followers.

"ok."

That should be recording a song for Non, and Song Ya strode in. Both sides of the corridor are full of photo frames of singers under A+ Records, such as Fergie, Mira, Brenda, On, and of course the riaa they got. Platinum certified reproduction.

"Come in, don't be restrained."

He pushed open the soundproof door and let Linkin Park and others into the control room outside the recording studio, "Yo! Al, big a! Let me introduce you..."

The control room, which was noisy just now, fell silent in an instant. Big A shut his mouth, smiled silly and bumped fists with Al, and greeted the Linkin Park Band as if he were the host, and there were some people dressed as musicians.

"as."

A+ Records Executive Vice President and Music President Dion Wilson was in the recording studio discussing something with On, and when they saw him appear, both of them stopped their work and came out, so they had another fist bump.

"What were you talking about just now?"

Let Dion take the newcomers... er, the newcomers from Metropolitan Records to visit the recording studio, and it happened that he hadn't bragged with Al and Big A for a long time, so he leaned over.

"Just chat casually..."

Big A answered. He and Al are still in the same hip-hop outfits, the big a is fatter, and Al is in good shape. Both of them have smiles on their faces, cheerful but giving people a sense of alienation.

"Then what were you screaming just now?"

When I entered the door just now, Big A was facing away from me,

Song Ya asked, obviously dancing and bluffing loudly.

"It's really nothing, it's just about the girl...you know about me." Big A replied.

"He's been very honest recently." Al helped to add.

"oh……"

Indeed alienated, maybe because of Delay's death...

Song Ya casually said some words, and both of them answered in a straight line. They didn't have the same sense of intimacy before, especially Big A. He used to like to pretend to be his good brother in front of others, showing intimacy and even taking big ones on purpose. Now? Hehehe agreed, even showing a little cautiousness, let alone proposing some party, or going to a strip bar.

"Okay, then take Mike Xintian and the others to have a good look around, and then take care of the reception. I'm going upstairs."

With himself, the other musicians were also very reserved, Song Ya could only squeeze out a smile, not to be the one who ruined the atmosphere.

"Xintian!? Are you also of mixed Asian descent? Is this the book's last name!? How do you pronounce it?"

Before closing the soundproof door, he heard Big A suddenly raise his tone again, and he became happy again.

Song Ya sighed slightly, closed the door, and while waiting for the elevator, looked back at the cue light in the recording, and went upstairs silently.

"Spin-off! Go public! Spin-off! Go public! We still have shares in traditional magazines such as modern photography and stereo reviews. Can't we be online like the American music website? Look at what Barry Diller is playing, he from Universal After getting the US TV Network, some channel resources have launched various new shopping TV stations, and some resources have also begun to face the Internet. The ticketaster online city guide website will also be io next month! How fast is the expansion! He only bought it in February Yes! The growth rate of that bastard's wealth this year is amazing!"

The time entered August of 1998. Song Ya spent most of her time practicing with the global tour team and holding preparatory meetings. When she was free, she took care of the business. More and more frequent visits.

The fifty-eight-year-old former billionaire seems to have regained his confidence in the rumors between the politicians of the donkey party and the head anchor of A. Holding the key to his new wealth, he kept encouraging Littman Media to share the Other traditional media are networked, "It would be a pity to miss the Nasdaq market now! What do you think?"

Song Ya listened blankly with her chin in her hands, and looked at Sloan when asked. Litman was very proud of this original idea inspired by Barry Diller, and he had mentioned it more than once these days.

"We don't have much resources or money right now, Mr. Littman."

Sloan took over the conversation: "The American music website is very expensive, and when the acquisition of the oendiary website is completed, the speed will double... The user base of magazines such as Modern Photography can hardly support a website to reach the height of io."

"I know it's hard being Ms. Sloan in this family, but we can't stop now, it's not good to stop!"

Littman retorted emotionally: "We are short of benefits now, aren't we? And what is a benefit? There is a new website io! Why are there still people who worry about not being able to raise funds from the stock market? Nasdaq has a concept that can Make money! as?"

"Feel sorry……"

Just when the phone rang, Song Ya pointed to the landline on the table, picked up the receiver, and asked Sloan to deal with Littman.

"Mr. Glass is looking for you, would you like to come in?" asked the secretary.

"All right……"

It's another guy who's been harassing himself lately, "Hey Daniel."

"Your cell phone can't get through..."

"Oh, let me see, the battery is out, sorry. What's the matter?"

"What else can I do, Cold Mountain, Grove Press, Atlantic Monthly, and the author Charles Fraser are all in Universal Studios today, and they should get permission from Universal to watch Ride with the Devil directed by Ang Lee Yes, it should still be in the rough cutting stage, Universal is very active, I heard that President Ron Meyer personally accompanied it."

Daniel reported progress, and he made these calls almost every day.

"So?" Song Ya asked impatiently.

"So? The answer to the mystery will be revealed soon. Cold Mountain belongs to us or Universal." Daniel was not happy with his reaction.

"Then just wait, I'm very busy, Daniel..." Song Ya said helplessly, "Just tell me the result."

"Eremov must cooperate with me 100% these days, and Xue Linfen, we also have to use 120% of our strength... and resources, do you also call Charles Fraser and they personally Make a statement?" Daniel suggested.

"It's inconvenient for me to express too much on that movie..."

"That Eremov..."

"Okay okay, I'll say hello to him."

"And Xuelin."

"I'll call her ok?" He hung up.

"I can contribute a part of the funds to participate in the network of modern photography as an individual investor? But to sign a gambling agreement, you must promise io..."

Here, Littman has already made an offer to Sloan. Including his small shareholding in Littman Media, his net worth will probably be around 30 million after he emerges from the bankruptcy crisis.

"It's impossible for me to sign this kind of agreement with you on behalf of Litman Media, and I haven't even agreed to your plan!" Sloan was also annoyed by him.

"Then submit it to the board of directors for discussion? I will try to get some support." Litman said, "Say hello to you and AS in advance."

"That's the power of your independent director."

"Okay, don't send it off, please stay."

Song Ya didn't intend to give it away at all, and she didn't bother to move her buttocks. She looked at Sloan who closed the door, and both sighed.

"It seems that I need to go to Europe as soon as possible. I want to wait until the digital millennium bill is submitted to the two houses in the middle of the month, and wait until the content of the text before leaving."

These two are annoying, no, three, plus one Jim Clark who urges to get Daniel as soon as possible from time to time.

"Daniel, haven't you considered it yet?"

Maybe it was a tacit understanding, Sloan just asked.

"If he harassed me again, he might really have made up his mind." Song Ya replied.

"As! Grove Press doesn't seem to be happy about riding with the devil! We have a great chance, and I'm talking to them!"

But Daniel couldn't hear what he said, and he continued to harass him desperately. On August 5th, Sloan was already participating in the Digital Millennium Act in Washington, while Song Ya was rehearsing with her backup dancer and turned off her phone on purpose. Daniel's seizure Ming Lianhuan called and asked people all the way, and simply tracked down the landline outside the dance practice room of a+ records.

"Then you can talk about it!"

Song Ya was so angry that she yelled at him while wiping off her sweat: "Did I tell you I'm busy!? It's nothing serious, don't bother me all the time!"

"This is the last stretch of the road, and it is not easy for us to get to where we are today."

"Daniel, you weren't like this before..."

"It's true, I'm a little nervous...Oh, by the way, I called Yeremov. He refused to approve the extra public relations expenses, so he insisted on asking you."

"Okay, okay, let's hurry up."

At the same time, Bronfman Jr. was standing in front of the window of the presidential suite in Hong Kong overlooking Victoria Harbour. A whole capable team outside was guarding multiple phones, communicating with the team in Washington on the progress of the Digital Millennium Act at any time, passing orders .

"boss."

Universal Music President Doug Morris walked in, "Norman Zheng, President of Polygram Far East Region, is here."

"Oh, let him wait a moment."

Little Bronfman raised his wrist and looked at the time, "August 8th...Chicago Symphony Center invited me to be there to cut the ribbon for the inauguration ceremony of the overhaul. You are ready to go back to China with me."

"OK."

Doug Morris took the opportunity to compliment: "It should be called the Bronfman Symphony Center now."

"Hmm." Little Bronfman nodded, with a slight smile on his face.

Doug Morris soon thought that Barenboy, the conductor and music director of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, would definitely invite Song Ya to the scene. He still hoped to continue mediating, at least to coax Song Ya to bow his head face to face, and then post the new special Otherwise, the performance of Universal Music under his leadership will be greatly reduced in the past two years. That Dilai died in prison. He already knows how decisive and ruthless Song Ya is. above the bomb.

But he also knew the boss's temper, so he had to be roundabout.

Now there is a good opportunity, he thought carefully before coming here, and finally gave it a try, observing the situation, the boss happened to be in a good mood at this time, "I heard that the stock price of Littman Media has plummeted, as that kid lost his mouth because of a slip of the tongue Huaguo joint venture TV station." He bit the bullet and brought up the topic.

"Hehe." Little Bronfman laughed twice through his nostrils.

"According to the overall trend of Nasdaq Internet stocks, Litman Media has fallen behind, losing at least hundreds of millions of market value!"

Doug Morris continues to announce the good news.

"He asked for it."

"Yeah, it deserves it! Hehe, how about... I take this opportunity to force him to post a new album?"

"Um?"

Little Bronfman glanced back at him, "That's within your scope of work, you can decide for yourself."

Doug Morris knew the boss was upset just by looking at him, and he didn't dare to bring up the issue again, so he quickly went back to make amends, "Understood, he likes to post or not, I won't look for him, wait for him to take the initiative..."

"Don't mention this person, spoil the fun." Little Bronfman said, "Who did you say was here?"

"Oh, it's the president of Polygram Far East, Norman Zheng, with top-notch abilities and contacts." Doug Morris introduced.

"I heard that you want him to take over the new distribution system after the merger of PolyGram and Universal, right?"

Little Bronfman's enthusiasm for work has not been mentioned. He is getting more and more familiar with his new record empire. Universal's distribution strength here is far inferior to that of Polygram.

"Yes, not only the Far East, I plan to let him take charge of the Asia-Pacific, including Australia and other Oceania countries." Doug Morris replied.

"See you then."

"OK."

Norman Zheng is a Chinese elite with a typical Western education background, fluent in English, "Boss, Mr. Morris." He came forward to shake hands respectfully, neither humble nor overbearing.

"I've been here for a while, Norman, and what I've seen...everyone is praising you."

Bronfman Jr. chatted in a personable manner for a while, and then spoke carefully, "How do you plan to integrate the distribution resources of Universal and Polygram here?"

"if it was me……"

Norman Zheng knew that this was a very, very important interview for him, so he immediately talked about it with eloquence.

"What about the layoff plan?"

"Anti-piracy?"

"Market development in mainland China?"

"The book market, are you familiar with the Oceania market?"

Bronfman Jr. casually asked a few questions, and he was very satisfied with the answers. "Do you have anything to add?" he finally asked.

"I am also planning to straighten out the equity relationship of some of my Asian record labels, so some additional financial support may be needed." Norman Zheng said: "This will cut off some relevant high-level employees, and I guarantee that the future operating costs will be reduced to a minimum." lower."

"very good."

Norman Zheng mentioned a few more, and Bronfman Jr. was very satisfied.

"Uh, there is also the upcoming reception work for international superstars under Universal Music Group, such as as... Fans in Asia have been looking forward to him for a long time."

When Norman Zheng said this, Doug Morris knew it was going to be bad.

"Oh well."

Little Bronfman smiled and nodded, "That's it, I'm a little tired, I believe I will notify you soon."

"Okay, then I take my leave, boss, Mr. Morris."

Norman Zheng thought that his performance was perfect, and walked out of the presidential suite in secret joy.

"I thought about it, it would be a blow to the morale of the company if we don't use our own people, what do you think?"

Sure enough, Bronfman Jr. asked, "We take Polygram, and then lay off the Universal family here? They will feel chilling for the Bronfman family."

"It's true...it's true...I didn't consider the key factor of employee morale. Boss, your view is correct and more comprehensive."

What else could Doug Morris say, his heart couldn't help feeling agitated, but he had to continue to flatter him.